At Your Best

By: HugsandKisses

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, if I did Wolf Lake would have not been canceled and Luke would be my personal sex slave. Ha-ha.

Spoilers: Anything is fair game.

Rating: M, they're skin walkers. Of course they're going to have sex and be violent.

Summary: Luke/Sophia. Love is passionate. Full of ecstasy, pain, happiness, and grief.

Author's Note: My memory is fuzzy on the exacts of what transpired from the time Sophia caught Luke and Presley getting it on up to the confrontation at the diner. So bear with me. Dialog will be made to suit my liking. Ohh and feedback is always welcomed. ) This might be a little rough.

Chapter 2: Push

Luke was pissed. For the life of him, he could not figure out why Sophia was giving him the cold shoulder for the past three days. If anyone should be pissed it should've been him, hell she was the one who stood him up at the rave this pass Friday. He waited for her but after a few hours and she still had made no appearance irritation and disappoint began to settle on him. How dare she stand up the future alpha male of the pack? He Luke Cates town bad boy, Alpha male to the pup pack, and most lusted after guy in the skin walker and ungulate teen world. His ego was bruised.

He was really looking forward to spending time with her, showing her a part of their world that she would soon be part of. To say that her first attendance at a "hill" kids rave was less than perfect was an under statement. He wanted to make it up to her this time. Make sure that she had the time of her life and let her experience the freedom, excitement, letting go of her inhibitions, and being acquainted with the wild. More importantly, he just wanted to be with her. Of course, she never showed and he succumbed to Presley's attentions to him.

Had Sophia shown he would have not have ended up fucking Presley. He would have been completely enthralled by Sophia's presence and Presley and all the others would have ceased to exist. But she never showed. Luke wasn't complaining, Presley was a good fuck. However, if he had to choose between fucking Presley or just spending time with Sophia he would pick the latter. Of course, if Sophia decided that she wanted to take the next step then even better. What he had with Presley was purely physical. He and Sophia shared a deeper connection. It was more on the emotional level; they had not reached the physical level yet.

With a growl of frustration Luke walked into the diner with Sean, Randy, and Presley in tow. Taking a seat that he knew was in Sophia's section he needed to talk to her immediately. He caught Sophia's eye as soon as she walked out of the kitchen. A feeling he couldn't describe arose with in him. He was happy to see her, hell he had missed her, and was anxious to talk to her. But the look she sent him was of absolute disgust. Sophia quickly averted her eyes and Luke was perplexed. What the fuck did he do?

"Hey, look the half-breed's working today."

Luke sent a look of warning Presley's way, "Watch it Presley." He received an eye roll in response.

Sophia was annoyed to the tenth degree. The stupid son of a bitch was here with Presley and sitting in her section.

"Mother fucker, he's got some nerve showing up with that skank." Sophia muttered under her breath getting a questioning stare from the cook. During the weekend, Sophia was able to get a better hold on her feelings and the ramifications of the night of the rave. She was still deeply hurt but she was happy to see Luke. The moment they made eye contact her stomach began to be filled with butterflies and excitement. But then she saw Presley and that smug look on her face. The urge to walk over there and wipe it off her face was almost unbearable. Feelings of rage and jealousy were overwhelming Sophia.

Sophia knew she didn't have the patience or the tolerance to endure their wise quips today and she wanted Luke to come seek her out first so she asked her friend if she could cover the table for her in exchange for doing dishes for a week. She was not running away she was merely picking her battles wisely.

A look of perplexity shadowed Luke's face. Instead of Sophia heading towards their table to take their orders her co-worker took her place. He watched as Sophia made her way into the kitchen. If he ever did question her behavior towards him earlier her actions now made it the utmost clear that she was avoiding him. Luke had had enough. After asking, no stating the fact that they were seated in Sophia's section he was on the receiving end of her co-workers rant about him being an asshole.

Barely paying any attention to what the ungulate was saying Luke quickly rose and stomped towards the kitchen, with much dismay from Presley and shit eating grins from Sean and Randy. With more force than necessary Luke pushed through the doors resulting in an audible swoosh from the amount on force exerted on them.

"What the fuck is going on Soph? Why are you avoiding me?"

With a look of irritation, "Oh don't act like you don't know Luke. I saw you and Presley at the rave TOGETHER!"

Mentally kicking himself in the head, Sophia had been there. He should have been more patient. " Look me and Presley…it's not like that between us. Besides I thought you weren't gonna show."

"Oh and that supposed to make everything okay. You've got to be fucking kidding me."

"I only had sex with Presley because you wouldn't have sex with me." The cook sent a questioning glance towards Luke only to earn a glare in return. And if looks could kill Luke would not be alive considering how Sophia reacted to what he had just said.

"Who said I didn't want to have sex? I'm just afraid of the repercussions of it. I'm afraid of flipping. "

A shot of lust went through Luke at her words. With a sinister smile, "We wouldn't have to have sex for you to flip Sophia. The tiniest of touches could trigger it. I could just tap you," Luke said as he inched closer and closer to her.

The kitchen had suddenly become too small and her temperature was beginning to rise. She needed to get out there immediately. "Whatever's. Look Luke, I need to get back to work. I don't care what you do or who you do, just leave me alone," and with that she left a sexually frustrated and annoyed werewolf behind.

For the remainder of her shift Sophia worked off her frustration caused by Luke. She just didn't understand him. That little confrontation they had earlier did little to ease her mind. Sophia mentally berated herself on how she left Luke in the kitchen. She did care about Luke and she didn't want him doing anyone. But the situation in the kitchen became too intense and resulted in her behaving rashly.

Whatever transpired in the kitchen Sophia still had no clue what he felt towards her, well besides wanting to get into her pants. He did admit, though subtly, that her appearance at the rave meant a lot to him. But she couldn't just go on that to make assumptions on his feelings for her. But then again he was bothered by the fact that she was avoiding him. Sophia figured that Luke just needed a little push in order for him to be forthcoming with his emotions and she knew just how to give him it to him.

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Terror was running wildly through Sophia's veins as she sat at a bench in her father's station. Her little plan to give Luke a push somewhat backfired on her. Though not in a sense that she presumed it would. She didn't think that her push for Luke would be her push for her flip.

Sophia had agreed to have lunch with Scott at the diner. With Luke across the room playing pool with his friends Sophia and Scott could feel the waves of jealousy and possession oozing off him as he saw her and Scott together laughing and talking. The glares he was sending their way were unsettling for Scott.

When Scott left, Luke approached her and she knew he was pissed. Sophia thought that maybe he would finally give her answers she desperately needed. But no, the egotistical alpha male ordered her not speak with Scott again. Had Luke not treated her like one of his minions that would do his bidding without a question she would have not gone on the date with Scott that she half-heartedly agreed to.

The date with Scott with Scott exceeded Sophia's expectations. If she wasn't already in love with Luke Cates she could see a future with Scott but that wasn't how things were. Her and Scott had engaged in a little make out session more out of curiosity for Sophia since Luke was the only person she had ever kissed. But things only ended in disaster.

Luke was apparently following Sophia and Scott and he did not like what he was seeing. He would never admit it aloud and he still had trouble admitting it to himself but he did have feelings for Sophia. Sophia was his and he did not like it when others touched what was his. After confronting the couple, Luke threw Scott halfway into the road. The little ungulate thought that he could stop him from taking his Sophia away. Sophia did not react kindly to being pushed to the side or Luke's interference with her date. She threw Luke onto the hood of his car resulting in shattering his windshield and creating a huge dent on the hood. A small grin broke across Luke's face; he knew that Sophia would be flipping tonight. She would not have the strength to do that if she wasn't.

Her little push for Luke had triggered the first stages of her flip and she was terrified. The first flip was always dangerous and painful and sometimes resulting in death. Odds were against Sophia she was a late flipper, flips usually occurred once a skin walker started puberty. The danger of flipping just increased because of how late in life it was occurring for Sophia. After realizing that her flip was starting, she took off on a run. Right now she knew it was just the calm of the storm. The flip would progress gradually throughout the night and if worse came to worse maybe days. Sophia sensed Luke's arrival at the sheriff's station; he would be helping her through her flip tonight.